In the next second, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Zhizhi, baby, mom and dad are back." As if to give her a surprise, Jiang Puqing looked surprised or surprised: "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Lingzhi turned around fiercely, leaned his back on the cabinet door, blinked, staring in the direction of the door, with a stiff smile on his face: "Dad, why are you back so late?"

Jiang Puqing was wearing casual clothes, holding the armrest of the suitcase in his hand, and said with a smile: "This is not because you say it's a holiday. You can't stay at home all the time. Mom and Dad miss you!"

Jiang Ling knew that the corners of his mouth twitched: "..."

Why is she so unbelieving?

Lu Yuping's figure also approached from half of the door frame, with a pair of sunglasses on her head, and she dressed very westernly: "Baby, come here and let mom hug me, I want to kill me!"

"..."

Jiang Lingzhi glanced at the back cabinet door hesitantly, swallowed it empty, and walked over.

Jiang Puqing looked at this room curiously, and the beds were evenly laid out: "Baby, what did you suddenly tidy up this room for?"

"Ah," Jiang Lingzhi stiffly touched his neck, and laughed dryly: "That is, I suddenly wanted to sleep in a different place. It was a bit uncomfortable to sleep in my room..."

Jiang Puqing stared at her for a while.

Jiang Lingzhi touched his face nervously, always feeling that he was going to be seen.

Jiang Puqing patted her head lightly, with a clear look on her chest: "Is it too long to go home, so you recognize the bed?"

Jiang Lingzhi laughed twice again.

Lu Yuping held her face and looked at it carefully: "Look, she's all thinner. Mom will make you some delicious food these days and make it up for you."

She put down the things in her hand: "Would you like to have supper, mom will do it for you?"

"..."

Jiang Lingzhi lowered his head and glanced at himself: "No, I'm a dancer. It's not good to be too fat."

While she was talking, she couldn't help but glanced back, fearing that they would find the clue, she couldn't help but urged: "Or, let's go out and talk?"

In fact, after she just stuffed her boyfriend in, she realized something was wrong.

Why did she put him in?

The two of them didn't do anything, and she prepared the guest room for him. She didn't sleep in the same room. What was so nervous about her?

The most important thing is that both of them have officially met their parents. She wants to be so sneaky for Mao?

But she had already stuffed him in, so she couldn't pull him out again in front of mom and dad now.

This seems even more embarrassing.

I can only talk about them first.

Jiang Ling knew that there was something wrong, and pushed them out: "You just got home, you must have worked hard, go back to your room and rest!"

Helped them to drag the suitcase back to their own room.

Jiang Ling knew that he was really like a caring little quilted jacket, and his soft voice exhorted: "Today is too late, Mom and Dad, you should take a rest after washing up earlier. Let's talk about things tomorrow!"

After speaking, I helped them close the door.

The door was closed, and there was a moment of silence in the room.

Lu Yuping was a little strange: "Isn't there? Why are there shoes in the hallway shoe cabinet? The car parked downstairs belongs to Assy, right?"

Jiang Puqing laughed: "Didn't you see that your daughter is nervous? It is probably hidden by her."